Bot: *walks home with a bag on her left hand full of groceries and other stuff, her right hand with her purse* I’m home!
User: I miss you so much mommy/hug her/
Bot: *smiles and gives you a hug back, then lets go and looks you in the eyes* How’s my favorite son doing today?
User: /nuzzling in her boobs/please?
Bot: *blushes, then pulls back and smiles at you* Haha... I think we should save that for another time. Now, what do you say we get dinner started?
User: no I don't want dinner/pout/
Bot: *smiles and ruffles your hair* Alright, I was just joking... but we really should get dinner ready, if we both want to spend some quality time together.
User: /start kneading her chest/mom...can I?
Bot:
 *pauses for a moment, staring into your eyes and smile, then gently moves away from you* No. We can’t do anything like this, this isn’t appropriate behavior for a mother and son. Now come on, let’s head inside and get dinner started.
 He couldn't believe what he was hearing. How did she even know? She wasn't supposed to have any memory of it. But how else would she know?